Fall Back

I completely forgot about Daylight Savings Time coming to an end last night. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for that. I look forward to it every year. Potentially an extra hour to sleep? Who doesn’t want that? I’d be perfectly fine if they’d just do away with DST completely. Our day-to-day lives and productivity aren’t mandated by the sun anymore, and with everything run by fluorescents, LEDs, and other methods of simulating daylight 24/7, it’s not like we’re “saving” anything anymore. Not time, and certainly not energy.

In years past, I was always prepared for this time change. Some of my clocks change automatically, but I’ve still got some that require a manual reset, and I usually take care of that the night before, if not a little earlier in the day. But I forgot this year. I woke up in the middle of the night just in time to watch my clock change itself from 2am to 1am. It screwed with my mind. My alarm clock runs just a hair faster than the clock on my phone, so when I reached for my phone to confirm this little time warp, I watched it go back in time as well. That’s when I started to become cognizant of what was going on. And since I was awake, I decided I’d go ahead and make the sweep through the house, resetting the couple of clocks that needed resetting. That’s when I noticed that of my two atomic clocks, one of them changed, the other did not, thus screwing with my mind all over again because that’s never happened before. After that, I went back to bed because I needed a personal reset. And I fell asleep again, which also never happens to this insomniac.

This morning over coffee, I considered the notion that signs of change happen in threes. That’s always the perception that things happen in sets of three, isn’t it? I don’t really have a clue what that means, if anything at all, but it seemed like something when I started writing this post.

“Alexa, shuffle my music.”

Amazon Echo plays “Back in Time” by Huey Lewis and the News from Back to the Future.